things are getting better, it seems
but then why am i stuck in this cycle of anxiety
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@invsve
things are getting better, it seems
but then why am i stuck in this cycle of anxiety
i guess i’ll just love you as best i can in the circumstances
i’m scared. what if every time i say i love you i mean it wholeheartedly?
with how tight and strange my chest felt the last time i said it
i think i do
i’m sorry that i’m not him
i want to throw up until i stop existing
i think that i would want to die as an accident, because i could never consciously kill myself, but i think i could subconsciously give up
i’m the toxic person in people’s lives but i can’t stop and i can’t separate myself and i know if i try to get help it won’t work
you keep saying i’ll find someone but i don’t think that’s true
because i’ve already found someone and it’s not meant to be
been crying myself to sleep over the weekend. everyone is doing badly, i feel alone and isolated, my problems aren’t even as bad. one friend is mourning a lost life, another has had to part with a precious life, another’s life is spiralling downward again because it’s being taken for granted.
my problems are nothing and yet i still feel sad and alone and like i’m making all their problems worse by virtue of existing.
why do i bother? why try? nothing matters, no one cares, no one wants me around
do you ever get so lonely and depressed that you feel physically sick
a break from the vent posts:
sorry to everyone sending ims that i don’t respond
i do read them, i do appreciate them, i’m just riddled with anxiety and don’t know how to talk to people, especially when my opening is this blog
this is like my worst look and i don’t want to build any connections from this introduction
i hope you can understand
i may have to come to terms with the idea that there is only ever enough room in my entire heart for one person total
i don’t even want to exist
i’m sorry that you don’t consider me a friend
my life is completely pointless
hit that like button if you feel like you’re constantly getting it wrong